*looks pitiful*
Nov. 3rd, 2001 05:50 pmThe only place I'm going, is home and to bed. That little cold I've had all week has turned nasty. Fever, cough, can't breathe.
Gods above, I hate being sick.
Gods above, I hate being sick.
Operation: This Isn't Going To End Well
...but then, it never does.
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